Just as he hadn't thought about turning to this issue, Lan Li hadn't thought about the strange phenomenon that would suddenly appear on the mark on his wrist.

In other words, in the past six months since he obtained this mark, although he has encountered many troubles and troubles, he has never found that this mark will be ...... suddenly Fever?

This situation surprised him for a while, but at this time, the boy leaning on the board of the ship clearly saw that there was a middle-aged man with long black and gray hair pointing in the crowded port area, and the target seemed to be only this ship, but on closer inspection, it was clear that it was himself.

Lan Li's face changed, and then he climbed onto the wall of the ship without hesitation, and then jumped into the deep water in front of the harbor.

The popping sound was accompanied by a splash of water, and the gray-haired old iron man who had spoken to Lan Li the most along the way lay on the boat and looked down, only to see a hazy figure quickly dived into the deep water area and disappeared.

"What the hell is this kid doing?" He scolded in surprise.

"Too excited, huh?"

Someone behind him smiled, "That kid met the storm, it's not easy to come back alive." ”

Pike Island is a very important island in the Iron Islands, and the Greyjoy family, who rule the Iron Islands, has lived in Pike City on the island for generations, so Pike Island is faintly regarded by many people as a symbol and symbol of the Iron Islands.

The voyage was not long, but it also allowed the ironmen to understand that the little guy who was rescued halfway was a very interesting and sensible child, and he was quiet and quite honest, so although the status of the attendant made the ironmen quite criticized, most of the people on the ship still had some kindness towards the little guy.

However, then they did not have the intention of making such a joke, because the crew noticed that a group of soldiers had suddenly rushed to the harbor, and they were all staring at themselves and the others.

"You're from the Tounnys?" When the ship had completely docked the harbor and set up the ladder, one of the soldiers ran up and asked solemnly.

"That's right, we just returned from the battlefield." Hearing this, Lao Tiemin hurriedly replied.

"Why did you come back?"

"Send the wounded, we have encountered a storm before, and we have fought a few more battles with the fleet in the river bay, and many people have been injured."

"What about that boy just now? Who is he? ”

"We rescued him from the sea halfway through, and he was Heras Harlow's squire." Lao Tiemin replied, and then asked cautiously.

"What's wrong with him, my lord?"

"King Balon wants to see him."

The Iron Man soldier replied, "Know where he went?" ”

"If you run into the water, you should come out in a while." Old Tiemin replied, "Naughty boy, hehe, not very honest, the leader is not strange." ”

The soldier nodded, returned to the ship, and began to wait quietly in place with the rest of his companions.

However, they waited for a while, but they did not see the child's figure coming out of the sea in front of the harbor, nor did they find him from anywhere else, and at first they could not help but look at each other in amazement.

In the end, until someone came to urge them at the port, they did not see the child showing his head on the sea behind the ship, so the questioning soldier had to go back to report the news.

Soon after, the soldiers in the harbor were all given an order—

Keep an eye out for a little boy with black hair and blue eyes, and report it to the police as soon as you find it.

But don't do it on your own.

……

"Why would a father suddenly order a hunt for a little boy?"

After the last rays of dusk faded, the harbor environment of Pike Island was a little deserted, and in a stone-cast hall, seeing the gray-black long-haired middle-aged man sitting on a chair waved away a subordinate, the tall thin young man standing beside him asked, "Isn't his identity simple?" ”

"I'm not sure." The middle-aged man with angular facial features and thin cheeks has a pair of black eyes as sharp as knives, and he does not show any mild emotions when he looks at his own son.

"But maybe he's very important."

"Why do you say that?" The young man was stunned when he heard this: "As far as I know, that kid is just an attendant of a side knight in his mother's family, what's so important?" ”

"Squire?"

The middle-aged man smiled faintly when he heard this: "Heras Harlo's squire is indeed a small child, but as far as I know, that child is a boy with brown hair and black eyes, not black hair. ”

"He's a spy?" When the boy heard this, he understood. The middle-aged man, however, shook his head at this.

"Would you use a little boy as a spy?"

"Then ...... him"

Without an immediate response, the middle-aged man sitting at the top glanced at the empty rock hall with his sharp eyes, and then suddenly said, "Do you know how I won so many finger dances?" ”

The young man was stunned when he heard this, and then hurriedly asked: "You said before that it was the blessing of the drowning gods, so you can win many battles, is it possible that there is any secret in this?" ”

"There are secrets." The middle-aged man said: "The secret is the blessing of the drowning gods." ”

"This—" The boy opened his mouth in astonishment, feeling as if he had heard a nonsense, but his father's serious expression before meeting him did not look like a joke......

Not long after his father sat on the throne of the sea, it was impossible to call on all the forces of the Iron Islands to start a war, but this matter was done for him, and outsiders may be very strange about this, but in fact, there is nothing complicated about this process-

Bet won.

Since ancient times, the Iron Islands have been home to a special "game" similar to knightly duels, in which two men throw sharp axes at each other, and the person who throws them must catch or dodge the whirling axe, but must not move half a step.

This game is known as the finger dance by the Iron People, as the game usually ends after a participant has lost at least one finger.

Finger dancing is very popular among the Iron Folk and is even a cultural practice, and legend has it that the ancient Iron Folk even used the finger dance to win the position of King of the Iron Islands.

Whether it's really true or not, no one knows, but it's enough to prove the status of finger dancing in the hearts of the iron people.

Every good iron breed is good at finger dancing, and all iron people agree that finger dancing is a game similar to duel, and Baron. It was this game that Greyjoy used to "persuade" all opponents, and finally launched the war.

Of course, it's not that simple, and a finger dance alone won't have that effect, but Baron has won ten games!

In one day, ten consecutive finger dances, witnessed by all the lords of the Iron Islands and the priests of the flooded people, Baron. Greyjoy bet he would win the last game.

And his opponents are the veterans of the opponents of the islands!

This process should be very difficult, and even if you are proficient in finger dancing, you will inevitably get tired from participating in ten shows in a row, after all, fingers are not something that can be given up, and each one requires full attention.

However, this seemingly impossible challenge was accomplished by the new king of the Iron Islands, and the lords of the archipelago, who were willing to gamble and lose, had no objection to his proposal to start a war, and at the same time increased their support for the new king.

After that unforgettable finger dance competition, the boy's admiration for his father increased day by day, and he originally thought that his father could be so brave because he did have strong skills and reactions beyond ordinary people's understanding, but at this time, it didn't sound like that?

"I'm proficient in finger dancing, and so are others, and if it weren't for the blessing of the drowning gods, ten games in a row, I wouldn't have been able to keep my hands, let alone win the fight."

Seeing his son's bewildered look, King Balon, who was sitting on the chair, said solemnly: "You may think that my words are perfunctory, but in fact they are the truth. I can win because of the blessing of the drowning gods! ”

"But father, drowning, drowning—"

"You want to say you've never seen a drowning god manifest a miracle?"

"No one has seen it." The boy replied in a whisper.

"But I have seen it." Baron said solemnly: "And now, His power is in my body, it is this power that has blessed me, it is also this power that has inspired me, and the great Drowned God is urging us to restore the ancient path in his palace of flowing water, so as long as I work hard for this goal, then His blessing will always exist!" ”

This kind of mysterious words made the black-haired boy's brain even more confused, he stood there and didn't know how to respond, to this, King Balon did not force, but patted his son's shoulder, his eyes narrowed.

When did it attract the drowning gaze?

He thought of the captain who had gone to sea without permission before the outbreak of war.

Baron admired the ancient way very much, so after sitting on the position of the sea stone, he set himself the goal of restoring the ancient way and liberating the Iron Islands from the shackles of rules, but his initial prediction was to unite the major forces on the island first, twist them into a rope and accumulate strength, and finally start a war.

However, after beheading the captain who had disobeyed his orders, he suddenly changed his mind.

He could clearly feel the existence of the will of the Drowning God, and he could also feel that the Drowning God was constantly urging him to expand the ancient path, and he could also feel that every time he thought about how to restore the ancient path, and every time he worked hard for it, a kind of power would grow in the bottom of his heart, making his state better and better.

So he was able to quickly integrate the divided situation in the Iron Islands, so he was able to successfully reach a cooperation agreement with the flooded people who suddenly appeared on the island, and so the war broke out.

The Drowning God was protecting himself, and Baron was sure of it, and it made him more excited and confident than any encouragement.

So this war ......

"What does this have to do with that boy?"

Baron's musings were interrupted by his son's words, and after a moment's thought, he said, "A few days ago Eren came back and claimed that there was a boy who could call a school of fish and turn into a fish, and he said that it was the son of the drowning god. ”

"Uncle Iron's nonsense?" When the young man heard this, he said disapprehantly: "It's just that he still has those people who believe this, right?" ”

"Nope." Baron stared at his son's face, "I believe it too." ”

"This—" The boy was stunned again.

"I didn't believe it at first, but now I do." Baron spoke something fanatical in a calm voice.

"I felt him, I looked at him, and I was sure that the boy was the second gift from the Drowning God, or that he had brought the protection of the Drowning God! You have to believe, Roderick, that the drowning god is watching us, and that the ancient path will be revived! ”

The black-haired boy named Rodric nodded stunned when he heard this, feeling that he couldn't understand his great father more and more, and this feeling reached its peak after the other party's next sentence.

"But if the war doesn't go well, Rodric ......" Baron was silent for a while, then lowered his voice, "You're going to cut off my head before the enemy." ”